Chapter 15, John the Revelator
PART 3 of 5
The next morning's headlines in the newspaper definitely got my attention. "Well played my partners in crime."
It was no longer a mystery what they did with Collette's body. Charlie and her were found naked in his home. Shot numerous times in bed together during what was expected to be a robbery.
When Jax came in the kitchen I poured him a cup of coffee and laid the paper down in front of him. He read every word of it.
"It's such a shame isn't it? Collette must have been fucking numerous dumb ass men."
"I gotta go." Jax gave me a kiss on the cheek before he left.
Now it was time to put the second part of the plan in motion. Gemma kept all the kids for me. Ellie was a really nervous when I went to leave.
"I bought you something. When you feel the need write down what you feel in it, you can. Only you have the key to it and no one else ever needs to know. I promise, I'm not leaving you and I will be back." I handed her the Hello Kitty Diary I got for her. It had a tiny little lock on it so she felt safe doing it. There wasn't a big enough lock to give me that kind of safety.
"Do you really think this will work?"
"I've got no idea, Tara. If it will or not."
"You seem really nervous. You never do."
"I haven't been around them in a couple of years. It's a life I left behind me and it where it needs to stay." Kyle wasn't exactly talkative on the way there. He was in some deep thought process.
We pulled up to a very nice, large house with cars and trucks parked everywhere. It wasn't too far from his out in the country.
After several minutes Kyle finally put the truck in park. He hadn't shut of the ignition yet. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, let's just get this done. So we can get out of here already."
An older guy met us at the door with salt and pepper hair color. But for his age, he was very nicely built. "I hear you want to take my Marines on a missions."
"It's not a mission. They are just doing me a favor. That's it."
"When a favor of love is involved, it is the most dangerous mission of all. So therefore, they are my Marines. Which, we both know don't do anything without my say so. I'm glad to see you're back with us, Kyle."
"I'm not back."
"I hate to tell you son, but you never really left."
An older lady joined him at the door. "At least let them in before you start in on the poor boy. How are you, sweetie?" She gave Kyle a kiss on the cheek. "Who's your friend?"
"This is Tara."
She made me feel right at home. Talked continuously as she introduced me to a bunch of women. Gave me a tour of the house and offered me something to drink.
By the time we made it outside to the cabana area. Kyle was explaining to a few of them what we actually wanted them to do. They were all in great physically shape. Hell, you could have been blind and still wanted to just feel their bodies for a thrill.
"Are these some bad asses or what? Please tell me I at least get to kill somebody."
"No killing anybody. Couple of hours is all I need from you. I got to have someone I can trust there because there are too many of them for me and Nero to watch and to make sure Tara is okay. This is not a shoot them up thing."
"Can I beat the shit outta them then? Come on man, there has to be some fun in it for us." This guy was cute and funny. His personality was a cross between hot sex a gram and a massive bull which could gore you without a specific reason.
"We will that one optional. Except for Jax, none of you touch him."
'Why?" Another one of them spoke up this time. He smaller in the muscle department than some of the others. Possibly younger too. But still very handsome with his dark hair, skin tone and flirty eyes.
"Because he's Tara's husband. We just keep him busy, no more, no less." They all stared at me when Kyle said it.
"And if comes down to it with him?"
"Then Jax becomes my problem to deal with."
They stood and discussed it a while longer. But I noticed they all had the same dagger tattoo as Kyle wore on his bicep. Some had it other arms too, forearms, necks and one who had shorts on, it was on his calf.
"What do the daggers mean?"
"They are our unity; purpose, fearless, defiance and overcome. We each serve a purpose to each other while being fearless and never back down until death. We defy the rules while we always overcome all. Only I'm not like that anymore."
"Are you sure? It's kind of how I see you, Kyle. I think there is a side to you, you never let anyone in to really know."
"That's funny coming from you, Tara. You know exactly why I don't let anyone in or let them get close to me. It's for the same reasons you don't do it. I'm going to have one beer with them and we'll get out of here."
Really, I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do here. So, I hung out at the kitchen bar.
"You can come set with us sweetie, if you want to." I looked around to make sure she was talking to me. "Yeah, you. Aren't you Kyle's little honey?"
"We're just friends."
"Grab a drink and come on."
They were outside all in group with their kids playing around them. It amazed me how well they all got along with each other considering each woman was so different.
"You can come set by me." She was sweet and really pregnant. We made small talk for a long time. I liked her a lot.
A hand came around on my shoulder. "Are you doing okay with them?"
"Yeah, I'm actually enjoying it. Are you okay?"
Kyle only nodded on his way back in the house. He messed up one of the blonde girl's hair. "You gotta watch her, she's mean and mouthy."
"I'm not mean, Kyle, I'm brassy." She had the cutest little southern accent.
We talked along enough, the girl and I exchanged names finally. It was her second baby and her husband was the sex a gram himself. He came out to make sure she didn't need a water or anything. For being so big he seemed so sweet when it came to her.
"I still don't know much about what you and your husbands do actually."
"Ladies, what do our men do?" She got the other women's attention. They all clapped their hands together twice and said it in unison. "And look good."
"Is it like a secret handshake or something?"
"You haven't been with Kyle long enough to understand. But you will."
"We're just friends." I found myself saying that same sentence a lot tonight.
From what she said they did a lot of interesting shit; airborne operations, counter terrorism and covert operations.
The man I seen when we got here and the man I saw now; were definitely two different ones. He was in a little bar off from the study. I sat on the bar stool beside him and whichever guy he was talking to left.
"The girls filled me in on some of the stuff you used to do. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I'm not one of them anymore. I don't really have anything in common with them. But I am opening myself up and its huge problem for me. By letting them back in my life again. If I can't trust them, I really can't trust anybody and I know that. I just have to convince myself of it. I blame you for it, Tara. I've not trusted for a long time, not even myself with the choices I've made. Until you came along. You're not the only one who has a lot of shit to overcome still."
Since he was battling his own thing. I tried to change the subject with him. "Did you really jump out planes?"
"It was a long time ago. You can't ever really go back home again. I'm ready to go if you are."
"At least tell me why you got out."
"When you can kill without blinking an eye or without any remorse. It's time to stop doing it and I was really good at it. Violence only promotes more violent acts when you get good at it. After Cody's dad died, all I seen was how truly the bad the spiral was I got sucked down in. It was my fault they all died and something I will have to live with for the rest of my life."
We said our goodbyes and I didn't push Kyle any farther about anything. "After you, Ma'am." The younger guy with dark hair opened the truck door for me. I was a little confused when he got in to.
"Boomer is going to hang out with me tonight, the others will be there tomorrow."
On the drive back my head kept bobbing around because I was sleepy from no damn sleep. I woke up quick when my head hit something hard.
"It's okay, you can put your head on my shoulder if you want to, Tara." It wasn't long enough though because he was already waking me up because we already made it back to Gemma's house. "I'll see you tomorrow. We will all meet up in the morning."
Meet up with them was exactly what we did too. Gemma pulled her sunglasses down as soon as she spotted the guys. "Goddamn, that's a whole lot of hot sex on legs walking in there."
"Uh, huh."
"Tara and Ma'am. They call me Meat." It was Mr. Sex a Gram himself. His massive arms were shown off by the white tank top he had on.
"Holy shit, I bet they do, sweetheart. I'm Gemma." She locked her arm in his. "Let me show you around."
But before we went inside the diner to eat, some of the Sons rode by. Then immediately came back. From the looks on their faces they didn't appreciate the scenery as much as Gemma and I did.
"I know you're not giving me any lip, mother fucker." They were saying shit to Meat about Gemma. When they didn't stop doing it. He grabbed his crotch. "If you're gonna keep flapping that mouth, bring it on over here."
"Hey, we're not looking for any trouble. Let's go inside and just eat." Kyle tried to keep the peace and not have a fight about it. It reminded me of what Nero would have done in this situation.
"What the fuck? Since when do you take shit like that, Kyle? Have you forgotten where you came from?"
"I haven't forgot shit. I'm like that anymore. You're here to do as I asked. So do it."
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"I am going to the car to get Thomas' car seat. So I can show you all of this."
"I'll hold Thomas while you get your stuff out. Hey, kiddo. You look like your mommy." It made my heart stop for a second when I witnessed Thomas put his little head against Kyle's chest just like he does me. While Kyle rubbed his head gently, Thomas made the same cooing sound he only does with me. It was the exact mirrored image.
"What?" I must have stared at them too long and Kyle noticed. Which I was quick to take Thomas back from him. Once I got everything out of my bag.
"Nothing. Tell me what are the nine pieces to make up the serpent because I couldn't find it in the book."
"It doesn't specifically state what it is. You have to put yourself in Odin's world and feel his emotions. See it through his eyes to know where he is coming from. You can't just read the words of the page. The parts of the serpent are; love, hate, loyalty, betrayal and so on that make up the nine pieces of the evil."
"How can love and loyalty be considered evil?"
"You learn it through Odin's knowledge and the philosophy he wrote. It's why you can't just read the words on the page and find what you're looking for. You have to be trustworthy enough to receive their loyalty before betrayal can ever exist. Without carrying love in your heart, hate can't find its way in. So you need it all in there somewhere to make the serpent whole again. There is a thin line between; love and hate, right and wrong, sin and pleasure. One of Odin's greatest words of wisdom to his disciples was; for all things you break, you shall become broken from." It wasn't only Odin who posed the power of knowledge. Kyle had so much of it I could fuel off of for hours. I've never met anyone who just like to know about stuff to just know about it.
"So it takes both good and bad to make the evil?"
"Without good and bad. Evil cannot lurk in the shadows until it comes to the surface." He always had the way of putting words in a great perspective. I would have never tied them together to make it up.
There were a lot of things I couldn't explain in full details to Kyle about the club or how John and Clay died. I tiptoed around rumor has it, it's speculated as and that's just what I've been told. I did it so we could talk about the spider's web. Actually more like try to convince him I wasn't completely insane.
Hell, I don't know even know what I was worried about it though. My theory seemed to fascinate Kyle as well. Along with throwing in his input on it but there was never a moment he doubted what I was saying to him.
"I get where you are coming from with the Original 9 of the club and the serpents nine pieces. But who is still feeding the web now? All of them are dead but one member. So there wouldn't be enough good versus evil to keep it going. Unless it's when Jax took over the club is what restarted the history again."
For a long time, Kyle steady the pattern of the web over and over. "It's never been John or Clay. Do you have a pen?"
Kyle flipped the paper over and drew out what looked like a complexed web to me. Complete with a spider in it. Well, he could draw perfectly and I couldn't so mine was more like a connect the dots picture. "It's Gemma. She has been feeding them from the start of it." At the top of the web he wrote John/Good Brother at the bottom of the web he put Clay/Evil Brother.
"There is only nine pieces to Clay's tattoo. So, what does Gemma have to do with it?"
"Gemma is not a piece of the web, she is the core of it and what keeps feeding it."
"Okay, Kyle. Don't take this the wrong way. But now, you're sounding like me, a little crazy."
"When the female builds the web. Her eggs go directly in the center of it, the core. She protects her eggs and gives them nutrients no matter what she has to do. Even if she has to kill her male lover to feed herself or the eggs, the protective mother. She will always choose her children over the male. Which goes back to Oden and Frigg from what you just told me about John, Gemma and Clay."
"What? I'm not understanding what you're trying to say at all."
"I told you the ending of the book already, Tara. Odin and his evil brother shared the fair goddess, Frigg, between them. His realm fell down around him. They stoned him and he became an outcast in what he created. His wife, Frigg and his evil brother, Ymir, killed Oden. I'm only going off what you told me and what I read in John's manuscript but it's the same damn story. John the good brother who wanted to shut the club down and his evil brother Clay who wanted to keep the bad going with the club. Both shared the fair goddess, Gemma between them. When the club fell down around John and he had no place left to turn. His evil brother Clay and his fair goddess wife, Gemma, killed John Teller. Therefore, John is Oden, Gemma is Frigg and Clay is Ymir, Oden's evil brother. It's history repeating itself all over again hundreds of years later."
It was incredible what we learned and Kyle taught me. There were still a lot of unanswered questions and a lot of the pieces of riddle still missing. Maybe it wasn't even any closer than the point we started from. But, damn what a tale it spun to be just like the spider's web. I listened to him tell me about so many things while the kids played.
"I never really read much or got in to the history of Frigg. All I know about her is what I learned from researching Oden. Frigg was the goddess of fertility, love, marriage and motherhood. She was portrayed as more of the wife and mother. But she had special powers just like Oden did. One of the powers she had was of knowledge. Which she would not share with anyone including Oden. Although he shared all of his with her. In essence it made her more powerful than even him and it's why he was no match for her to take down. The most questioned and biggest power she had was to bring a man to ecstasy like he has never known before with just her touch and not actually by having sex with them. She was the only other person who was allowed to sit on his throne with him and look down on the universe. After Oden died, his brother, Ymir was next in line for the throne and she then shared it with him too. Basically, she was a bad ass bitch and the most dangerous woman ever recorded back in those times."
When I heard the roar and rattle of their motors. I turned around. They were all here. Not just Jax, the whole club rode up. "Oh, shit."
"Cody, go wait in the truck for me. I'll be right there." Kyle must have suspected it was all about to turn bad too.
No understood my husband better by the look he had on his face than I did. "No, Jax. You're not taking my babies away from me." He tried to lift Thomas out of my arms and I only held on tighter to my son while backing away. The others members went to where my other son stood. "Abel, come to mommy, baby." He couldn't get by my side fast enough as he took a hold of my hand.
"You can stop harassing Tara. I'm standing right here, Jax. I'm guessing our little truce is over with. Since you got your way now."
"I'll get to you in a minute." Jax completely ignored the fact Kyle got between us, Jax went on past him to get to me.
"I'm not taking them away from you, Tara. But you sure as the hell won't ever take them away from me either. They are just putting the boys in the car for you while we have a talk. Let go of my son." I finally let him take Thomas out of my arms. Jax gave Thomas a kiss before Tig took him away.
"Come here little man." Abel let go of my hand when Jax called for him and I still had his tightly in my grip. "Daddy needs to talk to mommy for a minute. Go with Happy." I still couldn't make myself turn Abel loose.
"Tara, let go of him." Tig did put Thomas in his car seat in my car. So I did as Jax asked me to do. But I kept an eye on where Happy went with my son.
"Say what you came here to say Jax and let's get on with it."
Jax took a brown paper bag out of his leather. "The debt you're owed is paid in full. That's the money you gave to Tara." Jax glanced over at me briefly while he said it. "I think all my debts and sins have been paid in full now. There is no reason for you to stay in Charming anymore. Whatever it is you got going on with Tara, is over. I'm done watching you be with my wife and family. Some bad shit will happen if I find you with them again. Witness around or not."
"You like the fear you instill in Tara by intimidating her. I won't be intimidated. Fuck off, Jax." Kyle tossed the money back to Jax before he walked away.
"I thought you might actually puss out solider boy. Looks like I'm gonna get to kill you after all."
"Jax, please don't take it out on Kyle. It's my fault. I asked him to come here. There isn't anything going on, we talked about mythology while the kids played."
"I love you, Tara. No matter how much of a bad man you think I am. I will never hurt you or my sons. Or bail on my family. You protect our family your way. I'm gonna protect it my way now. But from here forward, you need to understand, you determine the way it all goes down too. Don't force me to do horrible things to him because I will. I'll be home in a couple of hours and we will talk about it then." Jax gave me a kiss on the cheek before he rode away with the rest of the club. Kyle followed them out too.
Home I went with my boys. There was so much shit running through my mind. All the things with the club and the spider web. What Jax would do to Kyle if thought I was around him again. I knew he was a killer and wouldn't hesitate doing it either.
After I bathed the boys I went to put them down for the night. I made a pot of coffee and went through all the stuff from earlier. If Gemma was truly feeding the web, she was about to turn on her young instead of lover Nero. Then what the hell would happen?
When I saw the headlight in the kitchen window, he was home. I put everything in my bag and waited for the storm to come. Although nothing did when he came inside.
"I have asked you nicely, begged and now I am telling you, Tara. If I find you or my family with Kyle again. I will hurt him." Jax kept his tone even and low. I knew he was serious about it too.
It didn't catch my attention until Jax extended his arm across the table to grab the ashtray. "Oh my god. Why do have a spider web in the tattoo?" At the bottom of his fallen brother tattoo, to remember John by. Was a web down in the corner of it with exactly nine pieces to it hanging off John's tombstone. The same exact location where I sat and watched the spider build its web when I sat graveside waiting for the crow to come.
"The tattoo represents JT's passing and the web is for the Original 9 and club to live on. Clay was the new leader at the time and it joined him with JT on the other side."
"No, it can't be possible."
"What the hell is wrong with you, Tara? You've seen my tattoo a million times."
"It's too late." My chest had a huge hole in it. I was drowning in my own tears. "It's always been too late, Jax. I never seen it coming. I should have seen it. How could I have not known it before now?"
"Tara, what are you babbling about?"
"I need to lay down." Jax kept saying my name. I just stared up at the ceiling in complete amazement at what a fool I've been. How stupid I was to buy in to all of this shit. The rest of the night I laid wide awake as it ran through my mind over and over. Only pausing once in a while to curse myself for being so blind. Sleep hadn't exactly been my friend lately and tonight was no different. I saw the light of day come in the same spot on the bed as I laid in it hours ago.
Jax had business in Stockton with Nero early this morning. He gave me a kiss before he left. I wasn't even sure how I lost control over the business we agreed he wouldn't take over and all the money that went along with too. But hell, it was the least of my worries now. If being part of the brothels made him happy, go for it.
It was pointless for me to stay in bed. So I got up showered and got the boys ready to go. We stopped and ate breakfast but I couldn't stomach it either.
The lack of sleep made me move like a turtle. It took me forever to unload the boys stuff and get them to daycare. I kissed them both goodbye and went to start my day.
"How did you get in here?" I had a surprise visitor in my office.
"Margret let me in."
"Did she get you coffee too?" Kyle smiled and nodded. "Of course she did."
"Is Jax still pissed off? I was worried he gave you a hard time last night?"
"Jax is pissed. But not at me. He will hurt you, Kyle. If you're lucky enough he doesn't kill you first."
"So. I gotta die sometime from something. If you want me to stay away, Tara. I will. But not because Jax tells me to. I just don't want him to hurt you."
"Jax would never hurt me."
"When a man thinks he is losing everything; he is capable of anything."
"What's the book?" There was a book about five inches thick laying on my desk.
"It about Frigg. I read it most of the night. I'm having trouble seeing it through her. Since she is a woman and I am a man, I don't always grasp the concept of her words. You need to read it. At least some parts of it and tell me what your opinion of it truly is."
"Are you not sleeping either?" His eyes were blood shot and puffy.
"Not much the last week. I was up all night and found nothing to make me sleep. I'm going to go out to the truck maybe catch a nap before I go do tattoos in a bit."
"Lay down on the couch. I have rounds to make. No will bother you and I'll wake you up when I get back." I twisted the lock behind me so one would disturb him.
My rounds were grueling today for some reason. I couldn't keep my mind clear long enough to stay focused on it. After the last one was made, I let out a breath of relief.
Kyle was a sleep with the heavy booked laid down on his chest. When I touched his arm he went to get up. "It's okay you don't have to get up, move over. I'm exhausted too. Just read to me because my eyes hurt."
It was so damn comfortable laying on the couch with him and this one was even smaller. When I moved my leg, I thought better of it and moved it back down. Without missing a word, losing his place or stopping. His hand moved my leg back up to where it was.
We must have got some peaceful rest together because Margret woke us up. "Tara." She used her key to get in my office.
"Oh shit."
"Your appointment is here. They paged you a couple of times. So, I let myself in to make sure you are alright. I'm not trying to intrude."
"I'm late. I gotta go. I'll see you later, Tara. Thanks for the coffee, Margret."
Once Kyle left Margret just kept smiling at me. "It's not what you think, trust me."
"I'm not thinking anything. You better hurry, they are waiting on you."
The routine today set in motion became ridiculous. We literally got no sleep or rest unless we were with each other. He always looked as bad as I did every time I seen him from the lack of sleep. If I would have told someone the truth of the matter, they would have called me a liar.
We took naps like a child with our head down in the library. Sometimes in my office. Other times, even in the truck in parking lots. We never touched each other, not as much as a kiss happened.
But, there was something there we channeled from the other. Or was it? There were times it was more a spiritual guide of some sort reaching out and touching us when we were at a tranquil state of mind. Because we started having the same dreams or nightmares even. We actually could tell the other exactly what happened.
When I had a completely free afternoon, I couldn't wait to sleep. He had read me most of the book already. "Honestly, Tara. I'm too tired to fuck even if you wanted to. So lay down already." I finally laid down on his bed while he read more to me.
"Do you think we're crazy? Or maybe it's a fucked up sex thing we feel for each other? Because I can't come up with a reasonable explanation for any of it, Kyle. Why we have to be together. It's not like we ever do anything sexually. It's almost like we have the same visions of the crows too now. How is it even possible?"
"It not sexual." With a small grin he continued on. "Not all of it anyway. I don't just hear your heart beat anymore. I feel it when you come in a room. I know exactly where you are without having to look. Now, I know how crazy I must sound. But it's true. I gotta get some sleep. Close your eyes."
We slept for a few hours when I woke up and checked my phone. "Hey." I smacked his arm a few times and he didn't move. "Hey, I got to get back to work."
Kyle finally grabbed my hand. "Stay."
"Okay. You talked me in to it." I fell back over on my side of the bed and went right back to sleep. Until the alarm went off on my phone. Then I had no choice but to get up and move my ass.
Only when a connection is made with another person. You don't know what to do without them when they are not around. Kyle went to finish up his house to sell. I thought I was losing my mind in his absences.
The white faced crow convinced me of it. I followed it every day and it always took me to the same damn places. John's grave, Donna's grave, Kyle's house in Charming and his two shops. It called every single time loudly at me. With its beasty little eyes locked with mine.
"I know what I have to do. Stop it already."
Jax was on another club run this weekend and I had the house to myself. I called Nitta to see if she could stay with the boys for me.
I showered and put on the white shorts Ellie loved so much. Along with the sheer blue top she picked out for me. This wasn't something like I ever wore before nor a place I've ever gone to. But like I told her; you have to free yourself and become your own person and don't let others determine what it is for you.
But fate really does play a major role in your life. Sometimes It's a good thing and others not so much. Just before I made it to his house he passed me on the gravel road. If I had been a couple of minutes sooner, my fate changed because he would have been there. When I saw his brake lights come on and he turned around. It was the same scenario. A couple of minutes later and he would have been gone, it would have changed my fate as well.
"I guess; I should have called first to make sure you weren't busy or had plans for tonight. I'm not sure why I'm here to be honest." I shifted my body around and played with my fingers.
"You're here because you can't make yourself stay away. Even though you know it's wrong, something inside you tells you it will be okay. Just a simple touch gives you more pleasure than you ever have felt before. You'll do almost anything to get five more minutes to feel the way you do. While at the same time it scares the hell out of you. To have a connection with someone that runs so deep you almost need it to survive. I was on my way back to Charming to you because it was drove me nuts being here."
"Actually, that was well put, Kyle."
We didn't even make it in the house before Nero and Gemma pulled up. "Why the hell haven't you been answering your phones? I've been calling the both of you."
"Mine is in the truck. I didn't even know you called, Gemma."
"Shit, I left mine laying on the bed at home. What's wrong? Are the boys okay?"
"Juice got shot. They have been out looking for you, Tara. Including Jackson. So, you need to move your ass."
"Kyle, I love you, sweetheart. You're a good man with a huge heart. But make no mistake, my son will kill you if finds you with Tara. It's time to make choices for the both of you. Make them wise choices."
"I have to go." Kyle only nodded then gave me a kiss in front of them. I guess she got what his choice was.
"I need to tell Jax the truth. It wasn't like I actually done anything with Kyle. Come clean with it all; killing Collette, Kyle, the crows, all of it." It wasn't something I said to Gemma for a debate. It was the way I really felt.
"That shit, will not happen. Baby, can you give us a minute?" Nero only smiled when he went to the car to wait for Gemma. "Do you know who your husband is and what he is really capable of doing?"
"Yes, I do."
"Clearly, you don't. Jackson is on a path of destruction. You are on that path now and you took Kyle with you. Because you didn't listen."
"You pushed me to be with Kyle. So what's with the righteous bullshit now, Gemma?"
"What I told you was fuck Kyle then get past it. The guilt would have chewed you up on the inside and you would have made shit right with Jax by now. But you didn't listen to me. You strung this shit out until you think you're in love with Kyle. Just like I did Clay. So this is on you. Now, I suggest you come up with a goddamn iron clad excuse of where you have been and what you have been doing. Before you get back to the clubhouse and face Jackson."
Forward on my to Chapter 16, PART 4 to read more my lovelies!